Chapter 7 Ancestors have also been generous (Second update)

Author: Lost Dragon

Chapter 7 Ancestors have also been generous (Second update)

After Feng Zhanpeng finished explaining, he changed the fruit basket to his other hand, dug into his pocket and took out a handful of change bills, one for one and two yuan, mixed with several five and ten yuan bills, and handed it to Song Huanxi:

"Take it!"

Song Huanxi immediately shook his head and refused: "Senior brother, I can't have it!"

Feng Zhanpeng glared at her: "When is it? You don't know, do you, senior fellow apprentice?!"

"Let me tell you, a few days ago, you asked me to find out what the business named He was doing! I thought the boy named He bullied you!"

"It turns out that An Xiuniang fell in love with the old man named He!"

Song Huanxi was silent for a moment and said softly: "After all, she is Ayun and Wenzai's biological mother. I still hope she has a good ending."

"You!" Feng Zhanpeng gave her a shudder, and without any explanation, put all the change in his hand into her hand: "Okay, take it!"

"This is all my hard-earned money from carrying bags at the pier!"

"Clean!"

Song Huanxi blinked, and the money in his palm no longer seemed like a hot potato: "Then - thank you, senior brother!"

Feng Zhanpeng glanced sideways at her, this junior sister was always good at pretending to be good. Once upon a time, when he went to the teacher's house for dinner, Song Huanxi thought he ate too much, so she quietly changed his rice bowl to a smaller size!

Thanks to his thick skin, he had to refill the meal four times!

As a result, the next day, the rice cooked by this girl was reduced by half!

Song Huanxi remained silent and had a dark heart!

But that's okay, the world is so chaotic now, and the three siblings are either weak women or children. If they are not smart, it will be difficult for them to survive!

Feng Zhanpeng gave some more instructions and handed a basket of pork and fruit to Song Huanxi. Then he put on his hat, lowered the brim of his hat, looked around for a while, walked sideways out of the alley, and left quickly.

Song Huanxi stood there for a while, until her hands felt heavy and her fingers were red from the straw rope holding the fish and pork, then she stepped out of the alley and walked home.

Before the senior brother left, he said one last thing, "Junior sister, fortunately you are not like a teacher."

Don't you look like your father?

Before her father died, he called her to the bedside, drank away An Xiuniang who wanted to eavesdrop, and asserted in the first sentence: "Within three years after my death, An Xiuniang will definitely remarry."

"At that time, if you are in trouble, you can ask two people for help."

"The first is Principal Chen Qi'an. He cares about old friendships and will definitely help you. However, he has too much time to take care of himself, so his help is limited."

"There is one more person——"

"It's your senior brother, Feng Zhanpeng."

Song Huanxi was very surprised at the time: "Aren't you very angry because your senior brother dropped out of school and joined a gang, and you don't allow him to visit you anymore?"

Song Gaoyang smiled and touched his daughter's head, "Huanhuan, although you are smart, you still don't know enough about the world!"

"I don't see him just because I want him to try his best to help you in the future. The more determined I am, the more he feels he owes me."

"However, after all, he has embarked on a road of no return. Don't beg him unless you have to!"

…

The money in the palm of his hand felt inexplicably burning. Song Huanxi breathed out a long breath. Is it a last resort?

She went to find her senior brother for An Xiuniang's remarriage. If her father were still alive, he would probably scold her for being confused!

Senior brother is right, she is indeed not as cruel as her father.

When he got home, Song Huanxi first put the fish and pork in the kitchen. He washed the fish and marinated all the pork with salt. The weather was hot now. If he didn't marinate the meat, the meat would smell bad in a few days.

In the fruit basket, yellow-green pineapples took up most of the area, and the small golden mangoes looked very pleasing, piled up around the pineapples.

These two fruits, one from Malay and the other from the Bay Island, are not cheap in Hong Kong Island where shipping is developed.

Song Huanxi didn't touch the pineapples, but picked two soft ones from the mangoes, washed them and put them on a small plate.

After finishing all this work, Song Huanxi had time to sit down and count the coins that her senior brother had given her.

The crumpled banknotes were pressed flat one by one and then arranged in order of size. The coins were also stacked into two piles according to their face value——

"...ninety-two, ninety-three."

"Add an eighty-dollar coin."

Song Huanxi didn't expect that this handful of scattered coins would add up to so much, nearly one hundred yuan!

She was still short of two hundred, but she lost half of it!

Now, as long as she finds a way to scrape together the last hundred yuan, she can sign up for the student training class!

During his lifetime, my father was really full of ideas. The two helpers he named each donated a hundred yuan.

Song Huanxi couldn't help but feel a little pity. It would have been nice if her father had left another name for help.

With the remaining one hundred, I can only think of a solution on my own.

Song Huanxi stood up and looked around the empty living room. Finally, her eyes fell on the bookshelf against the wall.

Against the background of the three walls of the family, this wall full of books looks extremely valuable.

Song Huanxi slowly walked to the bookshelf. Unfortunately, although there were many books in it, most of them were his father's reference books. The random notes he bought in recent years were all new editions. If they were to be sold, they could only be sold as scrap.

Her eyes moved up, finally landing on the top shelf of the bookshelf——

Song Huanxi brought a chair and stepped on it. The chair immediately creaked under the load. She stood up straight carefully and took down a book.

On the blue cover of the thread-bound volume, there are several large characters written with a brush: Zhi Yanzhai re-evaluates the Story of the Stone.

After opening it, there are beautiful vertical black small letters in the inner page. Next to the black small letters, there are smaller red small letters.

Although the paper has turned yellow due to the passage of time, the writing inside is still very clear.

This is due to my father's careful preservation.

I remember when I was a child, every once in a while, when the weather was nice, my father would take her and her second sister to take the books outside one by one and spread them out to bask in the sun.

At this time, my father will start to talk about ancient times.

Talking about the Song family, their ancestors were also wealthy. My great-great-grandfather passed the Jinshi examination based on the four books and five classics he copied by hand, and was sent to his parents' official position.

Great-grandfather inherited the good habits of great-great-grandfather and copied, uh, a bunch of miscellaneous books——

Later, when my great-great-grandfather discovered it, in order to keep these books, my great-grandfather swore that he would definitely be admitted to the Jinshi and honor his ancestors——

Song Huanyun ran away as soon as she heard these commonplaces, but Song Huanxi listened with gusto every time.

She was sitting on the steps, looking at the rows of old books spread out in front of her, imagining in her mind that she was a noble lady, a rich lady, and the great-granddaughter of a fourth-rank official.

She imagined how ladies walked, how they ate, and what they ate during meals. There should be a lot of meat, right?!

Steamed, braised, stir-fried——

As I think about it, my mouth is watering. No, I can’t eat it!

So, we changed direction again.

Every lady should have a maid, um, like the second sister, who is very frizzy and often breaks tea cups and dishes. If she breaks one, she will be deducted ten pence a month!

Hey, the second sister seems to have no money!

Then slap your palms and make her cry!

Song Huanxi's daily life: Beating her sister while eating and studying!

In the first chapter, her sister Song Huanyun was angry and wanted to defect to An Xiuniang. The reason why Song Huanxi was able to provide her address was because she had already asked her senior brother to find out the foundation of the He family!
Chapter completed!